Patricia is thrilled when her husband finally agrees that they should have children. But when her fertility makes him transform into a tentacle monster, will it be too much for her?

Warning: this 3000 word story contains tentacle oral sex, explicit tentacle sex, impregnation and of course, a very happy ending!

~~ The following excerpt is for 18+ readers ONLY!! ~~

Her husband’s voice was now deeper than usual. “I’m going to fuck you until you’re pregnant, that’s what going on” came the reply. Patricia didn’t recognize the voice coming from her husband’s body. She was terrified. He was going to fuck her? With what? After all, he didn’t have a cock anymore, it had turned into a tentacle.

These thoughts and more rushed through Patricia’s head, without an answer. Suddenly, Mike moved over towards her, sliding on the floor with his tentacle legs. He climbed onto the bed and Patricia shrunk away, even though she knew she was trapped, there was no way she could get away from this... this monster.

Mike’s tentacles moved towards Patricia and started crawling up her skin, starting at her feet and moving up her legs. The touch felt strange, it felt so foreign, but it didn’t feel bad. The tentacles felt rubbery, but didn’t stick to her skin, almost like they were covered with an invisible layer of lube.

The two arm tentacles made its way up Patricia’s body to her hips, where it began to lightly finger the edge of Patricia’s underwear. Suddenly, the tips of the tentacles wrapped themselves around her panties and pulled. There was a small tearing noise and a small gasp from Patricia as the panties were torn off and her sex exposed. Mike looked at her pussy, the lust evident in his eyes. One of the tentacles slowly made its way up her waist, writhing its way around and up her body. Patricia suddenly realized that there was something incredibly erotic about its slow movements, about the way it slid up and around her like it was the most natural thing in the world.